desert abyss

The sand surface was only under a little pressure.

Suddenly the balance was broken, the sand quickly slid around, and I fell into the quicksand.At that moment, I forgot all the books I had read and the training I had done, and I just struggled desperately.I only know that the quicksand is fifty or sixty degrees, and it will soon overflow my chest.Once that happens, I will definitely die.

He squatted aside, watched me sink with a smirk, and then pointed to the bright sky.

"Yang An, the sky has changed."

As soon as he finished speaking, I felt something under the quicksand grab my ankle and drag me down.The man patted my head with his hands, with a weird expression on his face that was twisted into a smile.

But he looks exactly like me.

I finally shouted loudly, but was quickly pulled into the ground.

"I have you in my ordinary years, and I am full of vitality..." Teresa Teng's "Northern Spring" rang.I slapped my crappy alarm clock to the ground before I realized it wasn't my crappy alarm clock, it was a smartphone I just bought after saving for a year.

I jumped up from the bed with my shirt on and my pants on, and went on all fours to find my phone.Although it has only just entered summer, the old folk house I rented is already extremely hot.After I woke up, I had severe night sweats, and my body was a little sticky, which made me very sick.

After finding my phone, I went to take a shower.Rubbing and stroking the hair on his head, a few grains of sand came out of it.When I thought about how poor my hygiene was, I couldn't help but shudder.After I shower I change into a clean t-shirt and jeans.It was a Saturday, and I asked a junior sister who was the same graduate tutor as me to go out for ice cream.The last time I asked her to eat ice cream, I overslept because I went out drinking the night before, and she hated her for a long time.If I'm late this time, there's no room for my senior's face.

I stood by the window wondering if I should rush to buy a pancake for dinner before the aunt who sells pancake fruit closes the stall.

After the summer vacation, I haven't gone out for a long time.Recently, I only received two consecutive interpreting jobs, but I couldn't find the translation and simultaneous interpretation.Liberal arts men have no human rights. They clearly hold translation certificates in four languages: Chinese, English, Russian and German, but they have no work and no income.In this economic situation, at the age of 24, no matter how many languages ​​I can say "I love you", I still can't find a girlfriend.My mother encouraged me to start with my junior sister.Little junior sister usually puts on makeup and goes out to parties when she has nothing to do. She has a lot of relationships and is quite sweet-looking. She can help me find ways.

When I arrived at Bailian, I was still 5 minutes late. Fortunately, my junior sister hadn’t arrived yet, so I sat down at the dessert shop and ordered a double-skin milk. I waited for nearly 10 minutes before she came.She had just returned from a trip to Thailand recently, and she was quite tanned.There was a wound on her wrist, and she covered it with a bracelet. When I asked, she said it was accidentally scratched while playing.

We chatted with each other while eating mango ice, and then I watched a movie with her, went to the mall after lunch, and went to eat skewers after shopping, but she seemed restless and often looked at cell phone.So I proposed that we go back to our respective homes, but she disagreed, saying that she would drink with me tonight.

By this time, the sky had already darkened.

"Yang An," the junior sister handed over a bunch of black and greasy Flammulina velutipes, "Did you see any acquaintances when you came out this morning?"

"What's the matter with the old ladies dancing downstairs?" I accepted the Flammulina velutipes unceremoniously.

"Nothing," she shrugged. "I had a friend near your place this morning, and I thought you might know him."

"Oh."

We quietly ate a dozen strings and drank three or five bottles of beer.

"Are your doors and windows locked?" The little junior sister asked again.

"The lock is locked. If we don't lock the door, even the toilet plug can be stolen. But I don't have anything to steal. There is only a Turgenev collection set. Let's see if they have the heart to move it." .”

"Oh." The little junior sister carefully arranged the bamboo sticks neatly one by one.

"It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Tonight's night seems to be extraordinarily gloomy, with clouds covering the moon, revealing a shadow like a watermark.Even though it is summer, the open-air skewer stand is a bit chilly.Probably people's instinct is also very strong, and they can predict that bad things will happen next.

"You can take me back...it's fine. It's better than going back to your place. Oh, there's one more thing," the little junior sister said to herself.She turned around and fumbled in the backpack for a while, then took out a Ziploc plastic bag and handed it to me, which contained something like an amulet. "Here, I bought this for you when I went to Thailand last time."

I took it over and saw that there was a oil-blue pendant hanging from a thin rope, which was very heavy.

"What is this? Jade?"

"Senior, how can I afford jade? It's just a stone. Take it with you, green is very suitable for you." The little junior sister smiled with her mouth covered, and turned on her phone, "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be there soon Come back." She said, but made a call.I watched the back of her leaving in a hurry, finished eating the last skewer of chicken, and wiped my hands.

This is the last time I see her.

I'm not superstitious, but I always thought that amulets had good meanings, so I took them with me.The chain is the right length, like it was made just for me.That pendant looks like jade to me, but if it is really jade, it would be too perfect.The current imitation technology is so good, I thought it was probably made of synthetic materials.

I waited foolishly for half an hour, but my junior sister didn't come back.When I called her, the voice prompt turned out to be a shutdown.I couldn't figure it out, so I had to find a waitress to help me go to the bathroom. The waiter didn't find her, but thought I was teasing her because I drank too much.Some people at the next table kept glancing at me, which made me uncomfortable too.

The little junior sister's bag is still with me, I feel very strange, but sitting is always not a problem.I took her handbag and went home resentfully.Waiting for the bus on the road, taking the bus, and walking home at night, things that are very ordinary in themselves have become uncomfortable.I always felt that someone was following me, and I was startled by the three shadows of myself projected by the street lamps.It wasn't until I walked into the corridor in front of my house that I calmed down, but found a strange thing.

The surroundings were eerily quiet.I looked at my watch.At □□ in the evening, the uncles and aunts in the neighborhood should be watching TV, the children are noisy at home, and the office workers should go home.Usually at this time, the old-fashioned residential buildings that are not soundproof are very lively, with the sound of people and TV sets, as well as the sound of range hoods and washing machines.At this time, there was no sound in the whole building.All of a sudden, I remembered all the plots of the horror novels I read in middle school.My palms were covered in cold sweat, and I fumbled for the key tremblingly. I accidentally dropped it once, and then I hurriedly opened the door, fled into the house, and turned on the light.

I was dumbfounded when I turned on the light.The house was turned upside down.Every box and locker I had was hauled out.Every piece of my clothing, from coat to underwear, was ripped out and shuffled on the floor.The mirror was smashed, and even the pillow, quilt and Simmons were cut open.The strange thing is that my computer is still neatly placed on the table, and my account files are still there, thrown in a mess on the overturned bed.

It was too late to say it, and my legs softened and I sat on the ground.

I'm really not afraid of being robbed, because I really don't have anything of value.I was just very afraid of ghosts since I was a child, and I was afraid of some inexplicable things. When I came into contact with these things, I felt very uncomfortable, but I also felt very exciting, and I really wanted to get in touch with them more.

Generally speaking, I am a cheap and masochistic person. At this time, I feel scary and novel, and my mind is just buzzing. Simply put, I am confused.

After a while, I remembered that I was going to close the door. When I walked to the door, I was suddenly kicked to the ground.

I didn't like fighting when I was a child.

I can repair bicycles, change car tires, kill chickens and fish, put out fires, carry water, and use rope, pliers, wrenches, saws, and utility knives skillfully.I am 1.8 meters tall, plus my hair is 1.8 meters. I can climb mountains, swim in three styles, and go to the gym.But I'm usually only used to making bubble tea, looking at the computer, and playing games at most.

My undergraduate degree is English Literature.

I firmly believe that violence is the worst way to solve problems.If you want money, give money, but if you want your life, you have to work hard.

So I will be very unhappy when I am beaten, and I will firmly resist.And in junior high school before, if it was my buddy who was beaten, he would definitely beat him back twice.In the words of my mother, "This little bastard dares to bite when he is in a hurry."At that time, I thought, whether it is haunted or not, even if it is a ghost, I have to bite.

However, my desire to bite ghosts was not fulfilled.A burst of noisy footsteps sounded, and I was strangled and dragged into the living room. There seemed to be other sounds of running and shouting in the dark corridor.As soon as I heard that the shouting was not in Shanghai dialect, I thought to myself, forget about being haunted, because it is not a local ghost.I became more and more nervous, my body twisted like a fish and almost flew into the air, I was hit on the neck immediately, my eyes suddenly went dark, and I almost vomited my dinner.In a trance, I felt that I was being pressed and kneeling in the corner, and then I began to think dizzily, maybe this is not haunted, this is a bandit.

My nasal cavity was smelly and bitter, and my face was full of snot and tears, not to mention how wronged I was.The bandit who robbed me was in no hurry to act.From the tears, I saw that besides the person pressing me, there were five big men in the room, all as strong as a bodybuilder, four of them were standing in the room, and one was yelling into the walkie-talkie.

After a while, two more people came in, and there was another person between them. That person seemed to have been punched like me, with bluish red marks on his face, tearful, and was pressed down to kneel. on the ground.I thought to myself, everyone will be robbed and taken to the mountain. I am Mrs. Yazhai No. [-], and you are Mrs. Yazhai No. [-]. We will get along well in the future.Thinking of this, I glanced at that person, who happened to be looking at me too, and I was so scared that I almost bit off my tongue because this person looked so much like me.